In order to meet my boyfriend's mama
now, I'm boarding the train alone.
As twilight draws near the streets
stores and houses and moving cars,
I glance sideways in passing.
About this time he should've noticed
the message in rouge in the bathroom
Unless he gives up being a fickle lover soon,
I won't return home.
Uneasy feelings are left behind as
the town is rapidly receding away
Tomorrow morning, I'll have your mama telephone
and give you a scolding, my darling!
About this time my boyfriend should be flustered about
the message in rouge in the bathroom
I wonder if he's asking questions
to random friends
where have I gone to?